But their image of sitting together still left many girls feeling the sting.
Many girls felt heartbroken and uncomfortable, all wishing they could pull Mo Jun away and take her place.
Lan Yue's face was even colder, snapping at those around her frequently.
Yun Feng, who was sitting beside her, tried to comfort her, "Lan Yue, don't be angry. That woman is nothing but Luo Baichuan's subordinate; she's not worthy of him. Besides, Luo Baichuan has always been indifferent to women; he has high standards, so he definitely won't take a liking to her."
Lan Yue scoffed in disdain, "Of course he wouldn't be interested in that kind of woman. What bothers me is whether she's the same woman we met in the manor."
"Even if she is, maybe she's just someone Luo Baichuan is toying with," Yun Feng said with a sarcastic stare at Mo Jun.
But Lan Yue was still bothered.
Even if it was a woman just for play, she wouldn't allow it.